Code name:

"Mist"!

Meng Shaoyuan, the new director of the Operations Division of the Military Command Headquarters, takes personal command!

"Itai Sota has agreed to cooperate with us." Wang Nanxing whispered: "Director Meng, you still have a way, such a stubborn guy actually bowed his head obediently."

"Have a meal."

Old Bacon brought the food.

"Well, I have arranged all the people involved in the plan. Huh? Old bacon, what kind of dish is this?"

"Bacon, not my old bacon, fried winter melon with bacon."

"What? Stir-fried winter melon with bacon?"

"Um."

"It's delicious. If you don't believe me, try it." Meng Shaoyuan said, "I asked the cafeteria to have more innovations, instead of just the same few dishes all day long. I personally ordered the cafeteria to do this dish."

"Director Meng, you are the director of the Operations Division, how come you are in charge of the canteen?"

"You don't understand. I did it in the cafeteria and had feelings."

"Sure, sure. We are going to send the first telegram in the afternoon to determine the landing location of the Japanese airborne troops... What kind of dish is this?"

“Egg and Apple Soup.”

"What the hell!"

"Wang Nanxing, what are you making such a fuss about?" Meng Shaoyuan glared: "Innovation, understand, innovation! It's so nutritious, eat it, eat it."

There was no need for Wang Nanxing to complain, there was a commotion in the cafeteria!

"Call Xu Jinmin out!"

He Zhiyuan, the director of the Intelligence Department, couldn't bear it any more and slammed the table and shouted.

After a while, I saw Xu Jinmin, chief of the General Affairs Section of the General Affairs Section, walking over in a hurry: "Where are you? What's the matter?"

"What's wrong? Show it to me yourself!"

He Zhiyuan pointed at the dish in front of him: "What kind of dish is this? Please tell me!"

Xu Jinmin swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Fried winter melon with bacon, braised yam and bream... and this... egg and apple soup..."

"Listen, listen!" He Zhiyuan's face was distorted with anger: "Is this for human consumption? Xu Jinmin, I think you, the unit chief, have done your job!"

There were layers of sweat on Xu Jinmin's forehead. He glanced to the left and said with an apologetic smile: "It's not up to me to decide where to grow."

"It wasn't you who ordered it. Could it be that it was Director Dai who ordered it?" He Zhiyuan became more and more angry: "The organization stipulates that all employees must eat in their own units, so you just give us these?"

There was a sound of agreement from the side.

Xu Jinmin wanted to say something but didn't dare to say it. He wanted to speak but stopped.

At this moment, a voice came:

"Where does it grow? What are you doing with such a big anger?"

He Zhiyuan turned around and a smile immediately appeared on his face:

"Oh, who am I talking about, Director Meng? Director Meng, see for yourself, is there any reason for me to be angry?"

"This is pretty good, there's nothing wrong with it?" Meng Shaoyuan walked up to He Zhiyuan and looked at the dishes: "Don't blame Chief Xu, I personally ordered these recipes."

"Ah You?"

He Zhiyuan was stunned: "No, Director Meng, are you kidding? You are in charge of the Operations Department, why are you asking about things in the canteen? Isn't this overestimating talent? It's a joke."

"What's the point? I was relegated to the cafeteria when I was in Wuhan?" Meng Shaoyuan didn't hide anything: "To tell you the truth, I am also preparing to develop new dishes. Chief Xu, tell me, tomorrow

What dish is it?”

Xu Jinmin mustered up his courage and said, "A wild vegetable bark soup and a stir-fried pumpkin vine with pork rinds."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What, can this be eaten?

"The national situation is difficult and the economy is in dire straits." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Some people say that the front is tight and the rear is tight. This is simply unreasonable. Well, then again, if we don't worry about the country, we are sorry for the national leader.

If we save a little in our mouths, the soldiers at the front can eat a little more and have the strength to fight against Japan. Where are you, everyone, do you think this is true?"

"No, Director Meng, I have no problem with it being simpler, but this dish has to be decent, right? Are these wild vegetable tree barks, pork skins, pumpkin vines, edible?"

He Zhiyuan’s head is so big.

Meng Shao was originally a well-known demon king in the military, a rogue, and even Director Dai could do nothing about him. He would never pursue him for such a trivial matter.

To be honest, Mao Renfeng, who had just come in, was astute and very familiar with Meng Shaoyuan's temper: "Director Meng, do you have any objections? Look, it's rare to be so neat today. Several division chiefs and section chiefs are here. What's the matter?

Just say it."

"What can I say? I am a newly promoted director, so I am not qualified enough for you." Meng Shaoyuan looked aggrieved.

Mao Renfeng smiled and said: "Qualifications? Although you are the youngest director, in terms of qualifications, who are you inferior to? You have made many military exploits since Nanjing."

Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "In the past, I was in Shanghai, in the Action Department. It seemed that I was a stepmother. No one cared for me. We paid for all the hard work. We didn't get to drink and eat meat. Wang Nanxing,

is not it?"

"Yes, yes." Wang Nanxing said repeatedly.

Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "Commander, in the past two months, Wang Nanxing asked you for some information about Wuhan. Good guy, no one paid any attention to you. After all, I got some outdated information to send. Is this the case?

ah?

Your local director also said that if you want information about Wuhan, ask your Section Chief Meng to get it. Where can I help you find it here? Your Shanghai District is very capable. What kind of information can't be obtained? Am I right?

"

He Zhiyuan suddenly realized.

So that’s it, are you here to help your subordinates take revenge?

"And you, Chief Gong." Meng Shaoyuan turned his firepower on Gong Xianfang, the chief of the Personnel Department: "My Operations Department has reported several regularization lists, but you, Chief Gong, have been slow to approve them. How many people have been promoted to regular positions in my Operations Department?

, why is it so difficult?”

Gong Xianfang looked embarrassed.

"Shaoyuan, I'm afraid there's some misunderstanding here." Xu Renji, the chief of the accounting department, who was an old acquaintance of Meng Shaoyuan, tried to persuade him.

Unexpectedly, it was okay for him not to speak, but when he spoke, Meng Shaoyuan was provoked:

"Old Xu, we are old friends. We have worked together since we were in Nanjing. I always give you big and small packages to bring you some special skills."

"Shao Yuan, go back and talk, go back and talk." Xu Renji's face turned red with anxiety when someone said that in front of him.

"Go back and talk nonsense, let's make it clear here." Meng Shaoyuan didn't give any face at all: "Who the hell refused to reimburse the reimbursement funds of my operations department? What the hell are you talking about? Anyway,

You, Section Chief Meng, have a lot of money in Shanghai, which is gold and silver. If you need sufficient funds, just send a telegram to you, Section Chief Meng!"

Meng Shaoyuan became more and more angry as he spoke: "As the old saying goes, if someone leaves, why don't you give me face if I don't leave? OK, now that I'm back, let's settle the matter. I'll give it to you today."

These are considered polite!"
Chapter completed!